Best Friend's Sister: A Tribute, DREAM 2  B 
By Augur
 Spin-off of Jon Grey's Original Series 


"A Tribute to Best Friend's Sister"

The dream below takes place sometime after Kara's Struggles 12 (by Goliadmike)
and BFS 28 (by Jon Grey).

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Teresa's stakes, part B

It had only been about fifteen minutes, when I heard a knock from the door.
Teresa quickly went to open it, her luscious hips swaying from side to side as
the smoky latina brushed past me. Tiffany narrowed her eyes slightly, but soon
smirked and joined me in gazing at the brunette's pleasantly soft behind. She
was definitely more of a curvy girl-next-door type than a fitness babe, but at
that moment, I couldn't bring myself to complain. Tiff and I both waited with
bated breaths as the door started to swing open. I felt my heart stop, and my
girlfriend let out a slow groan as Loni stepped inside with a characteristic
confidence, her brown hair just brushing her shoulders, and her large set
bouncing under the tight sweater. This definitely wasn't good. Loni smirked at
us, and after having quickly greeted everyone, proceeded to loose the excess
clothing.

Loni stood somewhat taller, and thicker, than my girlfriend, and her tits
looked bigger, but just barely. They shook under her shirt as Loni faced
Tiffany. Her abs looked fairly flat, but not toned, and her ass flared out,
leading into a pair of rather shapely legs. The brunette's body was meaty
rather than muscular, but definitely not soft. All in all, Loni looked like
serious competition. "So... I guess you guys would like a quick explanation?"
she asked, short and to-the-point as usual for the brusque brunette. Her
expression was softer than I remembered, though.

"You see, Teresa and I go a while back. We used to go to the same school, and
lived pretty close to each other. We've also fought a couple of times, and
while she did put up a serious fight, in the end I crushed Teresa's big, soft
set. Both times. Those pillowy boobs just couldn't match my better jugs. Isn't
that right, Teresa?" Loni asked the latina smugly. She cupped her big set
briefly, and I struggled not to look, failing as Loni's breasts bounced from
her jostling. She appeared to notice my gaze, and had a knowing smile on her
face. Teresa gave the other girl a mock glare, muttering something about
"tripping" and "playing dirty" but nodded anyway. Apparently satisfied, Loni
resumed her story "And when I saw Teresa's jiggly boobs tame Tiffany's set a
few days ago, I decided that I wanted a taste of that, too," The brunette
smirked. "So, I called in a favor she owed me, and got Teresa to fit me into
her stakes with you, Tiff." Loni stretched a bit, giving everyone a good look
of her big set straining against the fabric of her shirt. "I can't wait to
crush those floppy jugs and finally get your pretty face between my thighs.
You were good to me the last time we met, Tiff, so I'll promise not to be TOO
mean," Loni told my girlfriend with a toothy grin.

Tiffany simply rolled her eyes, not bothering with a response. As my
girlfriend peeled her top off, her heavy breasts once again fell into view
with little movement, hanging from her chest by just a noticeable amount.
Tiffany cupped her tits and dropped them; the flesh shaking and jiggling
pleasantly.

Noticing that her opponent's tits already had a slight pink tone, Loni looked
at Teresa inquisitively. "Oh yeah, I had Tiff show our little newbie Bonnie
some moves before you arrived." My girlfriend gave the latina a brief glance,
but didn't say anything. Loni laughed, and winked at Teresa "Making the job
easier for my jugs, in the hopes that in return I might take it easy on your
bouncy set the next time we meet? I'll have to think about it." Teresa flipped
her off good-naturatedly. I could see that the two girls got along pretty
well, and wondered if there was something more going on between them than what
met the eye. Then again, maybe it was just wishful thinking. In my defence,
the previous fight had already gotten me quite hot, and sent my usually wild
imagination into overdrive.

Loni casually whipped off her shirt and bra, revealing a solid pair of tits
that jiggled enough to get any red-blooded male going. The skin was darker,
but they looked about the same size and density as Tiffany's. The brunette's
big, heavy jugs stood proudly on her chest, and as I continued to stare, they
looked slightly larger than my girl's perfect boobs. Tiff had beaten Loni's
set once before, but as many of the matches I'd seen had proven, sometimes
successive fights had different results. I also couldn't shake the thought
that the tussle with Bonnie's perky boobs might have already taken its toll on
Tiffany's firm set. Loni's jugs did not seem to sag any more than my
girlfriend's, nor did she have a great many visible stretch marks. Her skin
did show signs of tanning, with defined lines just above her nipples. The
heavy globes were topped by thick, thimble-shaped nipples that seemed somehow
a darker red than they should have been.

"I've been looking forward to this, Miss Tits," Loni growled eagerly, and
bounced her large bust, making the flesh undulate enticingly. Tiffany didn't
seem fazed, and replied lightly "Careful what you wish for, Loni. Your bruised
jugs are going to be flopping all over town tomorrow. But then again, that's
probably nothing new for a senior citizen like yourself." I heard Bonnie
guffaw in the background, but the girls were too busy taking in each others'
curves to pay attention to anything else. As they ran their eyes across boob,
hip and thigh, noting every little flare and bulge, it was clear that they
both took their opponent very seriously. I also noted that this time, Tiff
didn't hold the experience advantage.

I watched Loni's tanned set shake ever so slightly as the two women lined
their tits up, each pushing gently into the other. Both pairs of breasts
pushed the other back but no ground seemed to be gained. It obviously wasn't
meant to be a heavy blow, but neither woman seemed satisfied with the result,
each pushing forward again. This time Tiff and Loni kept their boobs there,
and started to slowly twist their torsos together, alternating the direction,
so that each dense, meaty breast pulled and pushed over the other. I watched
as the four heavy jugs collided. Each shifted and sprung over and under,
around the other, falling and shaking as gravity and the their twists
dictated. Standing on the other side, Teresa and Bonnie seemed to be just as
fascinated by the scene as I was.

The two pairs of firm tits slammed and slipped over each other as the women
turned up the contest's intensity. The grinding was becoming more aggressive,
I noted, but so too was their grip on each other's arm. Neither could move
with the same fluid motions anymore. Each pull and tug on their limbs became
jerky, and even after all this time, I found myself mesmerized by the slapping
tits in front of me. Loni's heavy jugs fell over and around my girlfriend's
boobs, while Tiffany kept her passes straight left and right, meaning her
boobs bent and ground into either the brunette's left tit or right tit
depending on her twisting torso. Each breast folded just enough to make way on
her chest, but then reclaimed its position. Neither woman seemed to be making
much headway. Loni's gorgeous boobs still stood firm and high on her chest,
and while Tiffany's pink set didn't seem to sag any more, the constant
contact, as well as her earlier fight with Bonnie, had affected the pale flesh
more obviously.

Loni wrapped her arms tighter around Tiffany's back, and wasted no time in
driving her breasts into my girlfriend's set. The brunette's big, heavy tits
pushed against Tiff's and both pairs met their resistance after slightly
flattening at the point of contact. My girlfriend's arms quickly snaked around
the opponent's back, reciprocating the bearhug. Both women seemed to feel the
core of their breasts being met with a force they'd rarely encountered.

After a while, Tiff apparently sensed the other girl slack off a bit, and
increased the pressure of her own hold just enough to elicit a slight grunt
from Loni. That little bit of boost hardened Tiffany's resolve, and she thrust
forward into the powerful chest of her opponent. Loni groaned again, but
pushed forward as well. I saw the heavy core of Tiffany's tits begin pushing
against her ribcage, but neither pair of breasts seemed to be giving much
space to the other. Tiff clearly felt it wisest to continue grinding into
Loni's thick tits, hoping that the added pressure of would give her firm tits
the edge.

My girlfriend repeated the attack, this time making sure their big tits lined
up. Loni's jugs yielded slightly as Tiff pushed forward, her strong pair
working their way into the brunette's dense tits. Tiffany smiled, but
continued her assault, trying to grind away at her opponent's heavy boobs with
her own pair. Any time Loni tried to move her legs, Tiff straightened her own
and painfully reinforced the dominance she'd established. The aggressive
brunette felt my girlfriend's strong tits plow into hers again, and Tiff began
attacking with her short strikes, spearing tip to tip and ensuring that her
firm orbs met up with Loni's perfectly. I watched in awe as my gorgeous
girlfriend struck a blow to the dense core of her opponent's large tits,
forcing them to shift and jiggle enticingly. I felt my cock lurch once again,
and at this point, I didn't even care if Bonnie or Teresa noticed. Soon my
girlfriend had pulled the brunette so close that the space between them was
defined only by the empty air their tits would allow. Loni's intermittent
gasps told me that Tiffany was controlling the space with her firm boobs, and
Teresa's face fell as Loni began to take a beating. Tiff held her opponent in
place, moving her hips and torso left and right to force those firm jugs into
Loni's boobs once more. So far, the brunette had shown surprisingly little of
her usual aggressiveness.

Tiffany's arms started shaking while she struggled to maintain control, and
Loni yelled as she jumped up. My girlfriend's exposed breasts flew upward,
almost against her chest as her opponent's slighly larger mammaries crashed
into them. Tiff yelped, holding onto Loni for support. The brunette regained
both feet and as she reached for Tiffany's waist, both women pulled the other
to them. Their tits smashed together, and both pairs of breasts, now redder,
gave quite a bit of real estate between them. Both girls slowly slid their
chests against the other, each grunting and gasping with each pass.

"Time to turn your saggy boobs into mush," Loni said as my girlfriend winced,
feeling her dense boobs under Loni's heavy flesh. Tiff thrust up in response,
rather than side to side, and Loni tightened her arms as she felt my girl's
boobs push hers up. The brunette's jugs bounced slightly before falling down
on her chest. Loni responded by tightening her grip, clinching their boobs
together even further. Tiffany rolled her shoulders to the right, trying to
pull away, but Loni followed, and soon the women were mirroring each other,
their tits rubbing and pushing over and under.

Loni leaned away first, and I wondered what she had planned until she threw a
slight jab with her left breast. Her breast morphed around Tiffany's, but my
girlfriend still pushed against the pressure in obvious discomfort. Tiff's
arms tightened, and I was reminded of her power as the distance suddenly
quickly grew between the two fighters. Both girls staggered back, cupping
their tits, a sign of the damage they had already wrought on each other.

As the two women began contesting with swinging tits, Teresa, Bonnie and I
were riveted by the sound and sight of four massive breasts colliding. Each
thud and smack was accompanied by a rippling breast that eventually regained
its firm form as it sat high upon its respective owner's chest. Loni quickly
grew frustrated with Tiffany's ability to take the punishment, and changed
tactics. Our little audience saw how red the four breasts in front of them
were getting, but neither Teresa nor Bonnie, judging from their appearances,
could tell which woman was going to win. Neither of the combatants could,
either, though Tiffany did take advantage of Loni's lapse quickly, landing a
direct hit on the dark-haired girl's meaty jugs.

Loni was waiting for her own opportunity, and as Tiff pulled back, the busty
brunette dipped forward. My girlfriend's boobs were spread out by the powerful
blow from her opponent's heavy mammaries, resisting most of the dense titflesh
but still flattening against her chest. Tiffany's firm set jiggled as she
tried to pull away, and Loni took the opening, coming from below to
essentially uppercut my girlfriend's tits. Tiff groaned as she stepped back,
her tits distorted by the tremendous blow. Teresa and Bonnie were now watching
the show with wide eyes, gasping as blow after blow struck breast against
breast.

Loni pressed her advantage, slamming Tiffany's big boobs with blows from the
side and below. My girlfriend seemed to feel her dense flesh getting
pulverized, despite several attempts to maneuver away. Her tits shook with
each strike, and Tiff groaned as she felt Loni scale up the attack again, this
time standing on her toes to drive her own firm breasts into Tiffany's
reddening tits from above. Tiff dropped to her knees and the aggressive
brunette laughed as she placed her foot between my girl's sore tits and shoved
her down. Tiffany grunted as she fell to the mat and Loni followed her down,
straddling my girlfriend's hips. I groaned, feeling my cock strain painfully
inside my pants. I'd learned to accept that seeing Tiffany under another girl
was just as hot as seeing her on top.

"What's the matter. Tiff? Can't take a real woman's tits?" Loni taunted as she
thrust her massive chest down into Tiffany's, and my girlfriend watched her
tits bend and slide while her opponent's powerful breasts ground in. Tiff
groaned, sensing Loni's dense flesh displace hers for a moment, and I felt my
cock lurch again. I couldn't help picturing Tiffany, kneeling in front of the
thick brunette and worshipping those heavy breasts. Two defeats in such close
succession would be a severe blow to my girlfriend's confidence, even if this
fight wasn't exactly fair, Tiff having fought one match already. Loni waited
until Tiffany's eyes opened before she ground her heavy pair in further.

"That enough? You ready to tell everyone who's got better tits?" Loni
punctuated the question by pushing her big boobs into Tiffany's sweaty flesh,
bending both sets again. Tiffany sighed as she felt her tits yield to the
other set, watching them with trepiditation. I let out an involuntary moan,
and mentally prepared for Tiff's second titfight loss in a week. Loni ground
her thick boobs again, this time pushing Tiffany's flesh outward. My
girlfriend groaned as her tits were forced against her ribcage. Loni then
began doing pushups, it seemed, landing three more crashing blows to her
rival's aching boobs.

"Oh yeah. Let's feel those tits pancake again," Loni whispered huskily. "Why
don't you just admit it Tiff, my heavy jugs are too much for your pretty set,"
she added with a grin after another blow. I wasn't disagreeing. Loni's blows
were obviously taking their toll on my girlfriend's firm boobs. Tiffany's
groan was matched in intensity only by the shaking of her full, round tits as
the older girl pulled away. When Loni raised her chest for another crushing
blow, Tiff moved quickly. Her hands shot up, gripping her opponent by the
forearms. I saw Tiffany's legs bend at the knee, forcing the joints into
Loni's thighs, and my girlfriend twisted her hips violently. Loni, unable to
brace herself with her arms trapped, fell off to the side. Both girls quickly
got up, their big breasts heaving and glistening with sweat.

Tiffany slammed forward, ignoring what had to be a searing pain in her tits,
and Loni was forced back as my girl surprised her rival. The brunette's smile
was gone as she tried to thrust back. Both pairs of breasts spilled out, but
it looked, in that moment, like Tiffany was winning the war for the space in
front of them. Her tits dented and speared Loni's udders, pushing the latter's
thick tits away with shivering, tanned skin. Tiff, having regaining control of
the fight, thrust forward again, and her chest slammed into Loni's slightly
bigger boobs. I enjoyed seeing the dense flesh of Tiffany's breasts displace
her opponent's, and the older girl groaned loudly as Tiff delivered another
blow. "You were saying something, Loni? I can feel those big udders getting
ready to invite my firm boobs in," my sexy girlfriend taunted her opponent.
Loni's only reply was a frustrated moan.

The breast-crunching blows went on until Loni lost her footing and slipped to
one knee. Tiff pounced and pushed her opponent to the floor, the latter's
heavy tits spilling ever so slightly to the side, their firmness evident. Loni
spread her legs straight, hoping to get a position to stand, but Tiffany was
faster, and straddled the brunette's strong-looking thighs. Loni roared
mightily, but couldn't budge her. My girlfriend immediately lowered her chest
to Loni's and dropped those perfect breasts onto the brunette's. Loni grunted
once again as she felt the full weight and density of Tiffany's tits land on
her own. My girlfriend let out a long and content sigh as she ground her meaty
set against the dense boobs below. "Fuck yeah Loni, payback's a bitch."

Tiff grabbed Loni's arms and pinned them above the latter's head. The brunette
struggled, but the leverage kept her in place as my girl lowered her full,
round breasts into Loni's again, this time with a much more deliberate motion.
Tiff apparently felt her opponent's large boobs push back, watching as both
sets of breasts compacted to a certain point. Loni groaned loudly, the added
weight coming from above causing more discomfort. She instinctively put her
arms around Tiffany's back, and my girlfriend grinned as she used the extra
effort from her opponent to put more pressure on the brunette's dense tits.

Trying a different tactic, my girlfriend began twisting her torso, grinding
her breasts into Loni's. Tiff sighed as she watched her breasts crushing the
set below. While she no doubt was taking some bruising herself, the position
she'd established finally gave her a significant advantage. Teresa's jaw hung
agape as she watched Loni's more plentiful breastflesh spilling under my
girlfriend's firm orbs, shocked by Tiffany's control of the seemingly stronger
girl. Clearly the fight was not going as she'd planned.

My girlfriend's own breasts looked sore, but she obviously knew that Loni was
taking the bulk of the damage now. The dark-haired girl was wincing every time
Tiffany brought her breasts down. Tiff ground her tits hard, and I saw little
twitches of her back muscles as she began kneading at Loni's heavy sacks with
her own. The brunette's flesh rolled as my girlfriend repeated the grinding
motion for some time, then began peppering some vicious thrusts of her own
sizeable chest into Loni's equally large orbs. I was amazed how well Tiffany's
tits were holding up, and smiled as she sent her tits burrowing hard into the
meaty tissue of Loni's boobs. But even then the firm, robust flesh of the
brunette continued to resist my girlfriend's beautiful breasts, refusing to
surrender to the other pair.

As we watched Loni's breasts being ground down, pushed back by the
irresistible force of Tiffany's famous jugs, the brunette thrust up a few
times. The only result was that her tits pushed back even further. Tiffany
twisted again, hoping to end the titfight. Loni groaned under her, but as she
twisted, the brunette moved her hips with Tiff, allowing her to buck my
girlfriend off balance. The slightly larger-breasted woman rolled away and
stood. Tiff also stood quickly, both breasts red from the constant contact.
Loni walked slowly towards Tiffany, a severe look on her face.

Loni's first swing slammed into Tiffany's right boob, sending it thudding into
her left teat. My girl groaned as she felt both of her impressive breasts
shiver. The older girl had apparently decided to use her big boobs like
wrecking balls, and next swung her left breast into my girl's left boob.
Tiff's firm orb shook and quivered from the impact, the violence of the blow
forcing her breast toward the center of her chest. Before Tiffany's breasts
had time to settle on her chest, Loni slammed those big jugs upward, and I
could hear the thud and slap as her meaty boobs crashed into Tiffany's
wobbling boobs. My girlfriend cursed and watched her big tits fly toward her
face. As she twisted her shoulders to the left, hoping to get a quick shot,
Loni dipped again, and connected with a double uppercut, forcing both of
Tiffany's thick globes to bounce atop hers. My eyes widened as I watched
Tiffany's perfect tits jiggling from the violent blows. "Here we go, softy,"
Loni snarled, and then lifted her left tit into the younger girl's right. Tiff
groaned again as the bottom of her big boob morphed around the tit punch,
settling as the aggressive brunette pulled back.

By a seemingly mutual acknowledgment, the women wrapped their arms around one
another. Both ignored what now had to be a painful burning in their big, firm
breasts while they were pushed together. Though Loni's jugs had softened in
the hold, they were still matching my girlfriend's glistening pair. "Thought
you had me beat there, Tiff?" Loni growled in a low voice. "Well think again,
'cause I'm going to tame your proud boobs and make them mine." The fiercely
aggressive brunette tightened the hug and was awarded with a guttural groan
from my girl as their meaty chests ground together. The senior seemed to enjoy
her moans, and started taunting. "Yeah, can you feel them slowly making way to
my dominant set," Loni breathed into my girlfriend's ear. Rather than pulling
away, however, Tiff mimicked the grinding, pushing motion of her opponent.
Loni grunted slightly, but continued to whisper huskily. "Don't worry, Tiff,
I'll be gentle. I might even let you cum, too. If you're a good girl." I'd
heard a lot of taunting before, but this time, it wasn't just talk. It
certainly got me even harder, if possible.

Tiffany didn't bother answering. Instead, she concentrated on what really
mattered: the four mounds of dense flesh being pressed together. As the girls
ground through a mutual bearhug, I took quick stock of the situation. Loni
obviously had my girlfriend in the size department, as I could see the
former's warm flesh ever so slightly encasing Tiffany's own sizable tits. When
the two centers of breast flesh met, however, both women groaned. I had hoped
that the previous pin would have softened Loni's big udders, but realized that
my girlfriend hadn't been able to penetrate the heavy set. Tiffany for her
part seemed amazed at the resilience of her opponent's tits, and looked
worried how the slight size advantage would play itself out in the bearhug.

But both women were getting exhausted and their breasts were clearly red and
sore, having lost much of their normal firmness. Loni pulled my girlfriend in
tighter, apparently hoping that her strength and stamina would outmatch
Tiffany's. Tiff squeezed back, but then briefly lowered her head, looking at
Loni's powerful pair bending and moving her own dense flesh. The two women
continued to battle, their arms still wrapped around each other and their
breasts continually grinding against one another. All four breasts mushroomed
out at the sides, and there was no appreciable winner being decided.

Despite having already fought and defeated one pair of very firm tits, my
girlfriend's impressive boobs stubbornly continued to spar with a set that
rivaled hers in every way. Loni's big jugs had on several occasions given
Sabrina's dense set a run for their money, and proven themselves better than
Connie's or even Cassie's powerful breasts. We'd also learned tonight that she
had previously flattened Teresa's full, round pair. Twice. And yet Tiffany's
amazing boobs kept meeting Loni's thrusts, refusing to give in. I found myself
wondering how come she'd lost the fight that lead to these stakes... And just
then, a thought crossed my mind.

After her loss to Sabrina a while ago, my girlfriend told me she'd been
actually turned on by the idea of losing to her rival. I remembered Tiff
revealing how she'd secretly loved the control Sabrina had over her, loved the
feeling of powerlessness. How part of her had enjoyed witnessing her proud
tits submit to a better pair. So, what if she lost to Teresa simply because,
somewhere deep down, she'd really wanted to? That she'd secretly liked the
idea of submitting to the smokey latina and her pillowy jugs? My cock was
throbbing painfully now, and I tried to focus my attention back on the fight.

Loni winced as she felt the dense pair of her opponents' tits begin asserting
themselves. Tiffany's firm chest seemed to take this sort of contact a bit
more easily, judging from the expression on her face, although her set
compressed significantly as well. Both women thrust and ground, each breast
flopping over the other before returning to its original shape. The girls were
completely cowered in sweat, and the smacking sounds of breast-flesh on
breast-flesh filled the room once again. A few more moments passed with
neither girl saying anything, just staring into each other?s eyes.

I watched again as their breasts shifted, Loni's breasts bending at the side,
then ballooning out, regaining their shape with each pass. Tiffany's breasts
did much the same with each pass, their sides spilling out as they passed over
and around the brunette's thick mammaries. The collision and contact with
their dueling orbs was accompanied by the smacking sounds of wet flesh. I
noticed Loni glance down every now and then, and thought I saw a flicker of
doubt on her face. Apparently the brunette was no longer entirely confident in
her heavy boobs' ability outlast Tiffany's imposing set. Still, both women
groaned as they felt more and more of their powerful tits displaced, pushed
inward and spreading across their chests.

Loni, getting tired of grinding, pulled away and rammed forward, slamming
Tiffany's breasts with her own, but still keeping a vice-like grip on her
rival. We watched as Tiff's tits pushed in roughly before they sprang back to
their original shape. Loni quickly repeated the same strike, forcing her
opponent's perfect breasts to balloon once again. Tiffany's thick jugs spread
briefly, waves of flesh rolling from the center. My girlfriend grunted as the
brunette began thrashing her sore breasts. Repeated blows almost sent Tiff to
her knees, and Loni forced her breasts further onto her opponent's slightly
smaller pair. She ground her heavy tits into Tiffany's, and the latter groaned
as if she felt a now familiar burning in her tits. It looked like Loni's dense
breasts had finally begun pushing into her own! In a panic, my girlfriend
swung her large rack from the side, slamming her tits into Loni's big jugs,
and making her ample titflesh wobble.

As Loni's boobs began shaking all over her chest, I found my hand at my crotch
again. The brunette grunted as Tiffany's breasts slammed into hers, the force
of the strike sending Loni's meaty tits ballooning out, her flesh displaced by
my girl's forceful strike. Tiffany kept thrusting, and pushed her dense boobs
into the brunette's massive set with all her strength. I had to force myself
to continue breathing, looking on as Loni moaned, feeling the mass of Tiff's
full tits burrow into her own set. The brunette's powerful tits were displaced
noticeably, pushed inward and spreading across Loni's chest. Tiffany's face
revealed that she too felt her own breasts flattening, but didn't release the
pressure. Instead, both women tightened their backs and forced more of their
flesh forward, thrusting both pairs of breasts to critical mass. My cock was
raging as I watched the two gorgeous girls go after each other, their faces a
mask of pain, exhaustion and determination.

The big brunette looked down to realize that my girlfriend's boobs were
loosing their round shape more and more as she pushed. But they weren't the
only ones doing that. Loni's own breasts, too, were pancaking, and yielding to
the flesh of her rival. Their big sets were molding against each other, both
hanging lower, and certainly looking much looser than ever before. The older
girl gasped as she felt her proud tits fail, the once firm flesh waving and
swimming across her chest. I heard both Loni and Tiff whimper as their breasts
splashed against the other set, flattening and spreading out like a big puddle
of boob.

My girlfriend's eyes were wide with disbelief as she watched her chest flatten
against the brunette's equally soft boobs. The other girls, too, appeared to
be completely dumbstruck by the outcome. Tiff and Loni had completely
flattened each other! Both sets of big, dense jugs had met their match and
surrendered at the same time. I had witnessed several titfights where the
winning pair had struck the final blow only after having first lost much of
its own firmness, denting visibly even against the defeated flesh, but never
had I seen two sets of breasts reach their breaking point simultaneously.
Clearly, I was not alone. Teresa seemed to have turned into stone, and stood
completely still, silently taking in the scene in front of her.

Loni, who wore on her face a look that was at the same time half-horrified and
half-fascinated, was the first to say something. "Holy shit, Tiff, we crushed
each other's tits... Your boobs pounded my big jugs into jello, and my set
turned yours into mush. I... We... I've never had a draw before," she told her
opponent in a breathless voice. It sounded like she was in awe of what had
happened. A stalemate. "Me neither," my girlfriend admitted quietly, both
staring at their sore, sweaty chests softly molding against each other, not
entirely believing what they saw. Loni's face actually appeared a bit flushed,
and she had a strange look that I couldn't decipher. After a while, which felt
like hours but was probably less than a minute, she gently tightened her arms,
which were still wrapped around Tiffany. Slowly, the brunette brought my
girlfriend closer. It was almost as if...

As Tiff looked up to her opponent's face, a gentle tongue stroked her bottom
lip. Tiffany's mouth opened in shock and Loni slid her tongue in sofly,
pushing against my girlfriend's. Both Teresa and Bonnie gasped as the thick
brunette started kissing Tiffany, and I felt my mind go blank.

This had to be a dream. A really GOOD one, but a dream all the same.